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A tall blonde Canadian girl sat quietly in the women's locker room quite content with just colouring her nails. She had chosen the colour to perfectly match her ensemble. Although she loved to look her best for her fans, she couldn't help but put that extra bit of effort in for tonight's special tag team match with Chris Jericho. She had always felt that he was the one for her and he would melt her heart. Sure, Trish knows she could have her pick of the men, but the men she picked didn't like her in that way. Thinking about all her ruined relationships, Trish screwed the top tightly onto the bottle of bright pink nail polish and walked over to her Puma sports bag, where she pulled out the pair of glittery trainers that she would wear to wrestle Jeff Hardy and Jazz in tonight's match.
As Trish was tying her laces, the slamming of the door startled her. She looked up only to get a slight shock as she locked gazes with the Lion Tamer's bright blue eyes. Even with the chill that was trapped in the room with them from the cold plain walls, she suddenly felt a rush of warmth. 'Hey Trash Slutus' said Jericho. 'If you lose this match for me tonight Junior, that won't be all you'll be losing. I'll take away your pride as well.'
'Oh yeah? Well if anyone's going to lose this match for us it's going to be you, Mr Look at me I'm so fantastic ego maniac!'
'Yeah well I am so fantastic. I'm King of the World!'
'Is that all you've come here to do? Put me down and brag about yourself? Because if it is, you're done here so shut the door on your way out.'
Trish and Jericho glared at each other before he left the room. Trish never thought that Jericho could be so malicious and went to her best friend Kane for advice on her screwed up love life. When she eventually reached Kane's locker room, she knocked on the door and entered.
'Hey Kane!'
'Oh hey Trish'
'I've got a problem I thought maybe you could help me with.'
'Sure. It's not Jericho again is it?'
'Yep.'
'Oh go on then spill it'
'Well you know that tag match I've got with him tonight, well he just came in my locker room as I was preparing and threatened me about losing it for him.'
'I'll see what I can do Trish.'
A tall blonde Canadian girl sat quietly in the women's locker room quite content with just colouring her nails. She had chosen the colour to perfectly match her ensemble. Although she loved to look her best for her fans, she couldn't help but put that extra bit of effort in for tonight's special tag team match with Chris Jericho. She had always felt that he was the one for her and he would melt her heart. Sure, Trish knows she could have her pick of the men, but the men she picked didn't like her in that way. Thinking about all her ruined relationships, Trish screwed the top tightly onto the bottle of bright pink nail polish and walked over to her Puma sports bag, where she pulled out the pair of glittery trainers that she would wear to wrestle Jeff Hardy and Jazz in tonight's match.
As Trish was tying her laces, the slamming of the door startled her. She looked up only to get a slight shock as she locked gazes with the Lion Tamer's bright blue eyes. Even with the chill that was trapped in the room with them from the cold plain walls, she suddenly felt a rush of warmth. 'Hey Trash Slutus' said Jericho. 'If you lose this match for me tonight Junior, that won't be all you'll be losing. I'll take away your pride as well.'
'Oh yeah? Well if anyone's going to lose this match for us it's going to be you, Mr Look at me I'm so fantastic ego maniac!'
'Yeah well I am so fantastic. I'm King of the World!'
'Is that all you've come here to do? Put me down and brag about yourself? Because if it is, you're done here so shut the door on your way out.'
Trish and Jericho glared at each other before he left the room. Trish never thought that Jericho could be so malicious and went to her best friend Kane for advice on her screwed up love life. When she eventually reached Kane's locker room, she knocked on the door and entered.
'Hey Kane!'
'Oh hey Trish'
'I've got a problem I thought maybe you could help me with.'
'Sure. It's not Jericho again is it?'
'Yep.'
'Oh go on then spill it'
'Well you know that tag match I've got with him tonight, well he just came in my locker room as I was preparing and threatened me about losing it for him.'
'I'll see what I can do Trish.'